Our Day Trip to the Moon

Our adventure for the day:

It was 75 degrees outside and the breeze was blowing just right.  Hard to believe its the 24th of February.  Today’s weather was made for going out and playing in the yard.  After a few weeks of our little ones being sick and stuck inside they needed a day out in the sun, I needed a day in the sun.  It was the perfect ending to an otherwise stressful week.

Our swinging rocket


As the kids played on the swing set and ran around the yard this weeks challenges started becoming a distant memory.  The yard was filled with laughter and the sounds of happy free spirited children.  It was definitely what they needed to feel better.  After playing on his own for a few minutes our five year old came over and sat beside me on our double swing.  With his big blue eyes he looked up at me and pointed to the sky.  Mommy can you take me there?  he asked.  Can I take you where?  I replied.  There mommy, to the moon.  Can we please today?  I replied with a, No we can not go today sweetie, how would we get there?  His sad little eyes teared up and as he looked back at me he said I have a rocket.  He jumped off the swing and ran over to the spaceship he received at Christmas two years ago and brought it over to me.  I pulled him back up on my lap and said Well I guess we are taking a trip to the moon then.  He smiled great big and hugged me tight. Thank you mommy, thank you.  I yelled for the rest of the kids to join us on our magic swinging rocket but they were still busy playing cars. So wild man decide to go without them.   As we swung we had our countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 blastoff.  As our legs went back and forth we closed our eyes.  I told he to imagine flying through the air and as we “crossed into space” I ran my fingers through his hair.  As we got closer to the moon we came across a meteor shower and it bounced our rocket side to side. Thankfully my son is an excellent pilot.  Our landing was rough due to some damage from the meteor shower,  but we made it safe and sound.  When we made our way out of the rocket, they rest of the kiddos made their way over to the moon.


moon walking in zero gravity

We spent the next two hours lost in their imaginations.  We watch moon creatures (aka squirrels) jump from land formation to land formation.  We explored deep moon craters and moon walked in zero gravity. We got lost in the beautiful songs of the native bird like creatures.  We looked around for the man in the moon and we discovered that the moon is not in fact made of cheese.  As the day started to turn to night we thought it best to head back home, we did not want their daddy to worry if he made it home and we were gone.  We all loaded back into the swinging rocket and prepared to leave our new favorite place.  As the rocket took off wild man looked at me and said, Close your eyes momma it could get scary.  I closed my eyes tight and he let out a happy squeal and with that our homemade rocket took off into the night.  We sailed past the sun and stopped off at the milky way to grab a drink and before we knew it we were landing in our backyard. As the other kids made their way out of the rocket, wild man stopped and grabbed my hand.  He looked up at the sky and said, Look momma we “lefted” tracks in the sky.  He was so pleased with his piloting skills.  It was the perfect end to a perfect day.

Wild man knee deep in a moon crater


wild mans rocket tracks

For those few hours our world was at peace.  There were no meltdowns or fighting.  There were no judgmental eyes watching. There was no, mom he’s looking at me make him stop.  There was no, I’m not playing with you and no, I hate you’s. There was no autism, no RAD, no ADD, no FASD,  no ADHD there was only happy loving children playing.  Days like today are few and far between but oh how precious they are to me.  Our lives are not what most people call normal.  Our house is usually loud with at least one (or more) children crying.  If I could go back and tell their birth mom’s one thing it would be Please don’t do drugs, please don’t drink, but if that could happen then I would not be blessed with days like this.  I am thankful for wild man’s ever growing imagination.  I am thankful for a good day after a long week of not so good days.  I am thankful for the weather that allowed us to be outside today.  I am thankful God placed these little loves in our care.  I am grateful that I get to share in all the new and exciting things they discover how to do as the figure them out in their own time.  I am blessed to hear giggles and belly laughs tonight.  I will be forever thankful for our swinging rocket and our quick day trip to the moon.


Looking for the man in the moon

From our beautiful chaos to yours the imagination of a child is the key to some of lives grandest adventures.

Author: beautifulchaosmomma

I am a stay at home mom to 7 wonderfully crazy children. I have two biological children and my husband and I have adopted five little ones through foster care. Our children are 23, 20, 8, 7, 5, 5, and 3. I recently self published a book called Beautiful Chaos Our Story about Foster Care, Adoption, Faith, and Love. Pick up your copy today on Amazon or on my website at beautifulchaosmomma.com ❤️

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